This is a public service announcementSponsored by Just Blaze and the good folks at Roc-A-Fella Records

"Fellow Americans, it is with the utmost pride and sinceritythat I present this recording, as a living testiment and recollectionof history in the making during our generation."

[Jay-Z]Allow me to re-introduce myselfMy name is Hov', OH, H-to-the-O-VI used to move snowflakes by the O-ZI guess even back then you can call meCEO of the R-O-C, Hov'!Fresh out the fryin pan into the fireI be the, music biz number one supplierFlyer/flier than a piece of paper bearin my nameGot the hottest chick in the game wearin my chain, that's rightHov', OH - not D.O.C.But similar to them letters, "No One Can Do it Better"I check cheddar like a food inspectorMy homey Strict told me, "Dude finish your breakfast"So that's what I'ma do, take you back to the dudewith the Lexus, fast-forward the jewels and the necklaceLet me tell you dudes what I do to protect thisI shoot at you actors like movie directors [laughing]This ain't a movie dog (oh shit)

"Now before I finish, let me just sayI did not come here to show out, did not come here to impress youBecause to tell you the truth when I leave here I'm GONE!And I don't care WHAT you think about me - but just remember,when it hits the fan brother, whether it's next year, ten years,twenty years from now, you'll never be able to saythat these brothers lied to you JACK!"

[Jay-Z]Ving ain't lieI done came through the block in everything that's flyI'm like, Che Guevara with bling on, I'm complexI never claimed to have wings onNigga I get mine - by any means on whenever there's a droughtGet your umbrellas out because, that's when I brainstormYou can blame Shawn, but I ain't invent the gameI just rolled the dice, tryin to get some changeAnd I do it twice, ain't no sense in melyin as if, I am a different manAnd I could blame my environment butthere ain't no reason why I be buyin expensive chainsHope you don't think users are the only abusers niggazGettin high within the gameIf you do then, how would you explain?I'm ten years removed, still the vibe is in my veinsI got a hustler spirit, nigga periodCheck out my hat yo, peep the way I wear itCheck out my swag' yo, I walk like a ballplayerNo matter where you go, you are what you are playerAnd you can try to change but that's just the top layerMan, you was who you was 'fore you got hereOnly God can judge me, so I'm goneEither love me, or leave me alone